Reborn as a Tough Army Wife

Because he was drunk, the man seemed a bit excited. As Pingying helped him lie down on the bed-stove in the room, he pulled her under him and looked at her with burning eyes.

His gaze flickered with small flames, strongly conveying what he wanted to do at the moment.

They were too close, Zhiyong’s breath spraying on Pingying’s neck, making her body heat up and her face turn slightly red.

Zhiyong looked at her, his lips slowly descending, his large hand exploring under her clothes, roaming all over her body.

Pingying knew this man was eight parts drunk, and talking sense to him was futile, so she gave him a pat, planning to turn over and get up, when suddenly the door was pushed open, accompanied by Yun Mei’s voice, "Come, I’ve made some sobering soup, let Zhiyong have some..."

But her voice stopped abruptly upon seeing the position of Pingying and the man on the bed, him on top and her underneath.

Immediately after, Yun Mei’s face darkened, and she shouted loudly at them, "What are you doing?"

Although they hadn’t done anything, their position inevitably led to misunderstandings. Pingying tried to explain, said, "Mom, I..."

She stopped in the middle of her sentence, not knowing how to explain, so she simply didn’t say much, just turned over and sat up, "He’s drunk, I was just spreading the bed-stove so he could rest for a while."

However, upon hearing this, Yun Mei’s face looked even worse. She said coldly, "Drunk, and you still dare to mess around, what if you end up pregnant?"

Yun Mei’s sudden intrusion had startled Zhiyong, who was somewhat drunk, back to his senses. He hurriedly got off Pingying.

Now, seeing Yun Mei come in and start accusing Pingying without any explanation, Pingying felt a bit embarrassed and sat up, a bit annoyed, "Mom, why didn’t you knock before coming in? We are a couple in the room, what are you rushing in for?"